Location: Private Airstrip – Verona, Italy
Time: 03:17 AM (CET)
The black SUV stopped hard beside the private jet.
Thomas jumped out first, opening the back door.
Enry was already holding Isabella, blood soaking through his jacket.
Mari ran toward them.
Mari:
“Jet is ready!”
Thomas:
“Pilot says we can be airborne in two minutes!”
Enry looked down at Isabella.
Her breathing was shallow.
Too shallow.
Enry:
“She’s losing too much blood.”
Mari grabbed the medical kit from the seat.
Mari:
“Put her down.”
They laid Isabella carefully on the stretcher inside the jet.
Mari pressed gauze against the wound.
The white cloth turned red almost instantly.
Mari:
“Damn it.”
Thomas looked toward the cockpit.
Thomas:
“Boston?”
Mari shook her head immediately.
Mari:
“No.”
Thomas frowned.
Thomas:
“What do you mean no?”
Mari:
“She won’t survive the flight.”
Enry’s eyes snapped toward her.
Enry:
“Then where?”
Mari didn’t hesitate.
Mari:
“Spain.”
Thomas understood immediately.
Thomas:
“Her private hospital.”
Mari nodded.
Mari:
“It’s closer. Forty minutes in the air.”
Enry looked down at Isabella again.
Her eyes were barely open.
Enry:
“Pilot!”
The pilot turned around.
Pilot:
“Yes?”
Enry:
“Change route.”
Mari spoke clearly.
Mari:
“Spain. Now.”
The pilot nodded quickly.
Pilot:
“Understood.”
The engines roared to life.
Thomas sat across from Isabella, watching the blood spreading through the bandages.
Thomas:
“This was a setup.”
Mari didn’t look up from the wound.
Mari:
“Yes.”
Thomas:
“They knew exactly when we would arrive.”
Enry’s voice was cold now.
Enry:
“Someone leaked the mission.”
Mari tightened the bandage.
Mari:
“She’s losing consciousness.”
Thomas leaned forward.
Thomas:
“Isabella.”
No response.
Thomas:
“Stay with us.”
Enry grabbed her hand.
Enry:
“You’re not dying tonight.”
Mari glanced at him.
Mari:
“You better be right.”
ONE HOUR LATER
Location: Private Medical Facility – Valencia, Spain
Time: 04:12 AM (CET)
The jet doors opened before it even stopped moving.
Doctors were already waiting on the runway.
Enry jumped out first.
Enry:
“She’s been shot!”
Two surgeons rushed forward with a stretcher.
They transferred Isabella quickly.
Mari followed beside them.
Mari:
“Entry wound below the ribs. Heavy bleeding.”
One of the doctors nodded.
Doctor:
“We’re taking her to surgery immediately.”
Thomas stopped them.
Thomas:
“How bad?”
The doctor looked at Isabella.
Then back at him.
Doctor:
“If we don’t operate right now…”
A pause.
Doctor:
“She won’t make it.”
Enry’s jaw tightened.
Enry:
“Then operate.”
The doctors pushed the stretcher through the hospital doors.
Bright lights.
Running footsteps.
The surgery doors opened.
Then closed.
Silence.
Thomas leaned against the wall.
Mari crossed her arms.
Enry stared at the red SURGERY light above the door.
Minutes passed.
Then Thomas spoke quietly.
Thomas:
“When she wakes up…”
Mari finished the sentence.
Mari:
“She’s going to want a name.”
Enry didn’t move.
His voice was colder than any of theirs.
Enry:
“And we’re going to find it.”
Because someone had betrayed Isabella.
And when she woke up—
The person responsible would wish they hadn’t.
YOU ARE READING
MAFIA QUEEN
AzioneAfter the 3 sentries she is born, the only girl in the family. But they are not the ordinary people they are famous Italian Mafia. THE FERRARI FAMILY But they lost her because of the work they are in and because of their reputation. ************...
